Thirty-four-year-old Moira is an apathetic nursing assistant who spends her days tending to the needs of the elderly, but never taking care of her crumbling ADU with pus-yellow walls. After her parents’ fatal car crash and her ensuing loss of faith, Moira has been stuck for over a decade.

Then she falls for a magnetic and aloof new coworker, Olivia, who proposes a solution to the paltry wages at the nursing home: they siphon narcotics from the facility and sell them off. Caught up in an embarrassing infatuation, Moira decides to be Olivia’s accomplice. When she learns of Olivia’s murky history with drug use, Moira puts aside her worries because of her obsession with Olivia—and because she starts to like their thievery.

As Moira reckons with guilt over her parents' accident and her wavering morality in the void left by her religion, she’s ambivalent about staying in an electrifying, suffocating relationship with someone who may never fully ache for her in the same way. And then Moira goes home with her cat.